The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

"Leave the loom weight on the table. Do not touch it." The voice was flat, stripped of the warmth that had once characterized their partnership in the kiln district. Yu-jin Cheon stood in the doorway of the magistrate’s annex, his uniform stiff with dried mud and the faint, sweet rot of the ash-choked valley. He was forty-two, though the cough that had lodged in his lungs for three years made...

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